Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Eliza Edens
Guitare
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Eliza Edens Densmore
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Eliza Edens
Production
Dexter Wolfe
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
Walk up to the great abyss
You go your way and I'll miss
I'll keep walking in time, minutes on my mind
While you're off where hours don't exist
Lately you can't look me in the eye
It's the pills you take that stop you from crying
Try to hug and hold you tight, while you're sleeping through the night
In the place where hours don't exist
What will happen to your spirit when it flies
Is it swallowed by a black hole or turned into lightning
So when every thunderstorm strikes is that you just sayin' hi
From the place where hours don't exist
I have this dream where I'm workin in the garden
And I show you all the things I've worked so hard on
But the food is rotting on the vine and you're a spector in the sky
From the place where hours don't exist
Walk up to the great divide
Where you go your way and I'll go mine
I'll keep walking in time, minutes on my mind
Written by: Eliza Edens Densmore